Stay Silent in the Dark - A Dystopian Story

Chapter 2: The Loathe Store

Short , sharp breaths entered my body as I crossed the street. The adrenaline had worn off from my escape ,and I was now numbingly cold. I slowly looked up and tried to centre my head to look infront from the shivering. Up ahead, was size-able store with bullet holes generously scattered along a bumpy beige wall.Above the chaos, was some dull,neon purple letters displayed upon the roof saying "cloathe" which was spelt wrong - however the 'c' had fallen off and spelt "loathe" - I chuckled. I slinked to the shop door which was widely ajar

"Not a good sign..." I mumbled walking through the shattered double doors.
I respired* as I scoped the store with my eyes, all the racks were almost empty ,but I still hadn't lost hope . I rushed to the back of the store which got darker and eerie-feeling. My stomach bubbled as the dark silhouettes of clothes multiply as I reached the back of the store. I picked up some shirts and trousers that looked practical and my size - of course ! After picking up a mountain load, I found a changing room and started messily stripping.

A torch on the brink of its light illuminated my surroundings as I tested out my clothes- I had never felt so excited like this since forever! I shuffled around the stall flipping my hair ,which barley passed my neck, like a model.

As time went, I had found the clothes I wanted and was packing up with my damp backpack , then I heard a thump echo throughout the store. I panicked : I was cornered and I didn't want anyone - even if it wasn't a Stygian - to see me naked. I quickly weighed up the decisions of keeping my dignity or dying when it was to late -

It had found me...

I heard the carpet's movement come to a halt outside of my stall. I peeked under the stall to see of there were any shoes, nothing. I quickly shoved a top on and pulled down on it - maybe it was just a gentleman of a serial killer? I slowly slid the floral-coloured curtain to see who it was. I expected to see another pair of eyes staring back at me , but no , I looked down and saw a. fucking. cat.

"The fuck?" I whisper shouted at the ball of fuzz on the ground, looking back at me expectantly.
"I'm sorry, I'm quite bewildered at the fact that a shitting cat is here. What do you want?" I asked it quite annoyed : it gave almost gave me a heart attack.

I noticed that it had a tin it's mouth. It laid it on the floor and slid it to me like a card dealer. I looked at it with a 'Is this what you wanted? face as I pulled on the ring and opened the tin and placed it on the floor. It gobbled it up and then sauntered over to me and circled around my legs like a slalem pole. This sent tingles up my legs as I was half-naked. I let it lick my fingers , which had some of the juice from the tin, and clumsily slipped on some pants.
"You're quite cute, missy," I babyed over her.
It looked back at me with an anticitpating look. I followed after her ,quickly snatching my backpack.

I looked ahead at her fashionista walk . That's when I noticed HE had balls...
"Dammit!"

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We trailed away from the fallen city and lofty buildings soon became luxurious millionaires' houses - well in an apocalypse scenario. A house with less chipped paint caught my eye ,I headed over to the cream coloured house.

The door had weakened overtime so it just needed a small budge. The cat rushed in the small crack I had made in the door
"Don't get comfortable, we're only restocking" I murmured to him.

While his tail swished left to right like a grandfather clock, I looked around the house which seemed to be pretty bare which was odd. However, it was getting dark , a time where stygians where hunting thoroughly, so I sat down on a mustard-yellow couch. I stared at my friend who was now having a nap...

Flashback

"Mummy look! A doggy,"
I squealed at my mum, who was washing herself in the stall. She looked up worried before realising that it was only a dog.

"Sweetie," she murmured "I told you to only about if you saw any people in black," she turned to me slowly with a forgiving smile

"I'm sowwy, but can we keep it? It's a little black puppy!" I suggested

"I would but it needs to be trained and we don't have supplies for a dog." she told my 7 year old self . My mum's eyes became sincere ,as if she was about to tell me something as I turned to her staring at me. But that never happened: the dog wimpered and sprinted away. I looked out the olive door in the public bathroom and said

"Oh the men in black are here!" quite eagerly.

If only I had known...

A/N :
Word count :856

There we go ! It's a bit longer this time! I didn't want to make it too long so the end of this chapter (well the end I was planning) will be implemented into the next chapter. Another thing: I'm aiming to upload once a week every Saturday so that's why it's been uploaded early :3
I hope the flashback helped you learn about something about my character , you'll find out her name soon, idk why but I like readers finding out things with the character.

*respired = exhaled